Tatiana felt like she was being plunged into an icy abyss, with a hurricane of cold sweeping through her chest. The flush of embarrassment on her cheeks drained away, leaving her face pale.
As she looked into Sinead's tear-filled eyes, she saw through her pretense and detected the disdain in her heart.
In the past, she might have turned and fled, hiding in a corner and wallowing in self-pity and tears. But this time, an inexplicable courage surged within her—a courage to face the Lynches directly.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe loved Sean. That was all.
Was love wrong? Why should she bow down to them? If she ran away in disgrace now, wouldn't she be tacitly agreeing that what Sinead said was true? "Ms. Tatiana, do you understand what I'm saying?" Sinead still appeared frail and helpless, but her tone was icy.
Sean's shoulders trembled with anger. The veins in his neck bulged as if about to burst. "You can vent your anger at me! How dare you speak to the woman | love like this? What has Taty done to deserve this treatment from you?" "Sean, how dare you speak to your mother like that? This is absurd!" Spencer finally couldn't hold back and reprimanded him sharply.
This marked the first time Spencer had encountered such a situation. He felt both anger and bewilderment—bewildered by the abrupt transformation of his usually obedient and considerate youngest son, who now found himself in conflict with the entire family over a woman.
His wife's worries were not unfounded. This beautiful woman, who was capable of capturing men's hearts, was too intimidating.
She had diverted his son's attention entirely. If she continued to manipulate Sean like this, he would completely break ties with the family.
Sinead's eyes burned with anger. Gritting her teeth, she glared at Tatiana. "What did | do? | was just having a woman-to-woman chat with Ms. Tatiana. What's the use of telling you? Can you even understand? "Ms. Tatiana, you're Mr. Taylor and Lyla's daughter. Even though you're not born to his first wife like Alyssa, you're still his flesh and blood. You've received a high-level education since childhood. You're understanding, considerate, and reasonable. | believe you understand my intentions.
"If you truly love Sean, you should let him go. You shouldn't force him to choose between love and family or condemn him to a life without dignity. Don't you agree?" Aloud buzz filled Sean's mind. Under tremendous anger, his vision of Sinead's face gradually blurred.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmWas this the same mother who had raised him with love and care? She had such possessiveness and a desire for control.
When did this maternal love become so distorted? Spencer's pupils contracted slightly.
He also felt that his wife's words were too much. But if she didn't act like this, how could the Lynch family save their dignity? How could Sean cleanly break away from Tatiana? Sean's temples throbbed with rage. Just as he was about to speak, Tatiana bravely met Sinead's hostile gaze and said calmly, "Mrs. Lynch, I'm sorry, but | don't understand what you mean." The Lynches' expressions changed abruptly.
Even Sean was stunned; the usually gentle and timid woman was standing up for herself for the first time.
"W-What did you say?" Sinead's expression stiffened, not expecting Tatiana to dare to talk back.
"Sean and | truly love each other. You know that, yet you turn a blind eye and repeatedly try to break us apart. May | ask why?" With reddened eyes, Tatiana took a deep breath.
These words had been pent up in her heart for too long. The swirl of complicated emotions at this moment made her unable to hold back any longer. She had to speak out to relieve herself.
"Though | deeply love Sean, | have never wanted to cling to him. Neither | nor my family would ever tarnish your family's reputation or hold you back."